I open my eyes reluctantly and see Nik laying next to me fast asleep. I turn on my aside and watch his mouth for a second. He looks so peaceful, it's a good thing he doesn't snore. I wrap an arm around his torso and lay my head on his chest.
He has done so much for me, he loves me enough to do anything for me.
I smile.
"Good morning love," I hear him say in a tired voice.
I look up at him and see a tired smile on his face.
"Good morning," I say back, "how did you sleep?"
He wraps his other arm around me and sighs, "I slept peacefully, thanks to you," he says, "how did you sleep?"
"Like a baby," I say and realize what I just said. He chuckles and I know he has realized this too.
"I hope you know you can't drink wine or alcohol while you're pregnant, or do drugs," he says.
"Is was only that one time," I say and he laughs.
"But no more drinking," he says again.
"You're making me sound like an alcoholic," I say.
He chuckles.
"I promise I won't drink or accept any drugs from strangers," I say and roll my eyes, "but we can't have any sex."
He pauses after I say this and I giggle.
"...we can still have sex," he says.
"No we can't, I said so," I say.
"Why would you do such a cruel thing," he whines.
I giggle and he rolls over on top of me.
"Nik, get off," I laugh.
He holds my wrists down with his hands and kisses my cheek lingeringly.
He looks me in the eyes.
"I love you Florence," he says.
"I love you too Nik," I say with a smile.
"I also love this baby, very much," he continues, "I think he or she deserves an actual father."
"But you are the actual father," I say and give him a confused look.
"I know, but I'm your boyfriend and we're having a child together," he says.
I know what he's getting at.
"Nik, I'm not comfortable," I say.
"We should be able to talk about this," he says.
"No, I'm not comfortable in this position and having such a serious conversation," I say.
He gets off of me and sits down next to me. I sit up and push the hair out of my face.
"I know where you're going with this Klaus," I say.
"So what do you think," he asks, "I want to be with you and gr-"
"Grow old together? That's impossible Nik," I say and he looks taken aback.
I can see he's trying to keep himself together.
"I want to marry you Florence, because I love you. I don't care about the growing old crap, I'm a vampire, I know that, I just want to be with you for as long as possible," he takes my hand, "I don't need a heart beat for that."
My breath catches in my throat and I blush.
"This is the so in the wrong order," I mumble.
"Just say yes," he says.
